Tag Archives: childhood

The street kid knocked on the driver’s window on the car in front of me. The traffic light was red, and we were all his captives, if just for a few minutes. He wore Messi’s football jersey, in the Argentinian … Continue reading →

This afternoon, sitting in a quiet suburban neighbourhood in Santa Cruz, Mumbai, Sri Lanka came flooding into my thoughts. I grew up there for a significant part of my childhood, and a phone call from a friend who also grew … Continue reading →

I tore a piece of chapati and dipped it into my bowl of spinach curry. The curry was unassuming, nothing to look at. Not like those thick, rich punjabi gravies that lustily titillate one’s senses and cause desires to ooze … Continue reading →